They told him don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire's in their eyes and their words are very clear
So beat it, just beat it
Timothy McGee gulped and took a pace back from the menacing-looking gang members surrounding him. The leader said, "Don't you ever come around here. We don't wanna see your face; you better disappear."
The fire was in their eyes and their words were crystal clear. If McGee was smart, he'd beat it.
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Alas, he didn't. He ignored the voice in his head that said, You better run, you better do what you can. Don't wanna see no blood, so don't be a macho man.
McGee wanted to be tough—or at least act it. The voice was right: he should do what he could. Tim should beat it, yet he wanted to do something bad for once in his life.
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it, just beat it, beat it
He obviously didn't possess an ounce of intelligence, since he stayed put. There was a voice urging him to just beat it. No one wants to be defeated, McGee.
It didn't matter who was wrong or right.
They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
The gang closed in around him until there was almost no room to maneuver. McGee knew they were out to get him; he'd better leave while he still had the chance. Yet, he didn't want to be a boy; he wanted to prove he was a tough guy. At the same time, he wanted to stay alive.
What was he even doing, looking to be ganged up in the first place? Oh, right, it was an undercover mission.
You have to show them that you're really not scared
You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare
They'll kick you, then they beat you, then they'll tell you it's fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
The probie knew he had to show them he really wasn't scared. However, if he didn't get in, he was playing with his life. This wasn't a game of Truth or Dare. He knew they'd kick him and beat him and then tell him it was fair. But he had to go through with it if he had any chance of getting inside the gang.
Decisions, decisions. . . .
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky, strong it's your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
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NCIS: Best Shots
FanfictionA collection of one-shot songfics/karaokes. Since I keep writing them, I just decided to post them all in one story. Please R&R. Contains songs by Heart, Pat Benatar, Michael Jackson, Bonnie Tyler, Robert Palmer, and eventually Bon Jovi and Def Lepp...
